Warhammer: Hail to the Void Lords!

Chapter 166 03.0165: ‘Holy Blood Herald’

The Indefatigable sailed past the wreckage of the Carnage-class cruiser, and the steel fragments scraped against the armor belt, making a harsh noise.

The enemy's incoming ships had all turned into dust in the void. The Imperial Navy and the Blood Angels completely annihilated the Khorne fleet at the cost of only minor damage to some ships.

"Finally, we got rid of these laymen." Brigadier General Peru took the warm wet towel from the official attendant's hand, spread it on his hand, and wiped his face and neck covered with sweat.

He took off the soft silk scarf, and water could be squeezed out with just a pinch.

"Now, it's time for us to triumph. In this battle, we have deviated too much, and we are almost reaching Tarakanis! It's so damned. Search for a wave of unlucky people who have unfortunately flown into the void, and then take a look Is there anything good in the ruins?"

"As you command, Captain."

"Okay, gentlemen, it's time for us to take a break. It's been quite tiring."

The captain looked at the attendant and said to him: "Go and decorate the captain's hall. Gentlemen and ladies need to take a good rest before returning."

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Inside the Blood Angels battle barge 'Blade of Vengeance'.

In the gorgeous blood drinking lounge.

"Are you sure?" Captain Afel drank a glass of Kalash wine mixed with blood decently.

Sitting in front of him was the Holy Blood Priest of the Second Company, the Company Apothecary.

There is also Brother Romain Roland who is still blindfolded, and a dozen golden helmeted veterans who participated in the battle of the Celestial Church.

"We did see an angel wearing golden armor and a golden mask on the head of that young officer." The veteran sergeant said solemnly.

The Holy Blood Priest, who was detecting the blood curse for Brother Romain Roland, stopped when he heard these words.

"Brother company commander, I suggest reporting this matter to Lord Dante immediately. He is probably a Holy Blood Herald." The priest whispered to the company commander.

This is one of the secrets of the Blood Angels Chapter, and it is for this reason that Chaplain Voltaire only uttered one obscure word.

Many Holy Blood veterans who have served for hundreds of years have no idea what it is.

But as a company commander and as the Lord of Watch, one of Afel's tasks is to discover and report the Holy Blood Herald.

It is said that on Sanguinius's Day, which is reincarnated every 13 years, with the blessings and prayers of all the people of the Empire, the fragments of the genetic father of the Ninth Legion in the highest heaven will emit light due to the power of faith.

In this glow, the fragment of Sanguinius's soul would reveal a prophecy to a Librarian of the Blood Angels.

The prophecy may be large or small, it may be a battle, a large-scale enemy attack, or a major event.

Its information is important to the Blood Angels Chapter and has helped them reduce many casualties on several occasions.

At the same time, 9 people will appear in the vast territory of the empire, showing the miracle of the arrival of angels that day.

These people who have received miracles are collectively called the Messengers of the Holy Blood.

They may be mortals, they may be descendants of Sanguinius, they may even be a Chapter Master.

It is precisely because of the existence of the Holy Blood Herald that the mysterious Blood Angels Chapter Think Tank Directors are given an important mission:

Learn about the prophecies, then gaze remotely through the power of the Warp to see how those blessed are doing in real time.

In each prophecy, among the 9 people selected.

Only the person who survives in the end will become the angel's choice and become the key to finally reversing the prophesied disaster.

This process may take decades or even hundreds of years before the final choice of angel is born.

The Blood Angels are not to interfere with the fate of any of them.

Otherwise, the final Holy Blood Herald will not be screened.

Then the entire prophecy will be like when Sanguinius rushed to die on the Vengeful Spirit.

become irreversible.

When fate competes for the final chosen person.

The elite of the Blood Angels Chapter will spare no effort to protect this person's life until he completes the mission entrusted to him by the Angels in Golden Armor, even at the expense of himself.

This is also the hidden duty of the successive Lords of the Watch of the Blood Angels Chapter.

"Please come over, brother scribe."

"As you wish, brother company commander."

Captain Afel looked at Brother Romain Rolland, and then turned his attention to the Holy Blood Priest and Holy Blood Priest who were conducting tests around him.

"How is Brother Romain Rolland doing?"

"He is blind." The priest drew the blood of Brother Romain Rolland and dripped it into the golden Holy Grail.

After a while, slightly rippling black and red appeared in the Holy Grail.

"It is indeed the Black Rage, and it has not completely subsided. It is not Lord Mephiston who controls the power of darkness."

"But I can sense something! I still have sense!" Brother Romain Roland was very excited and shouted.

He didn't want to leave his beloved 2nd Company of the Blood Angels, be locked in the Black Tower, and live a life of imprisonment all day long.

"Pastor Voltaire, what is your suggestion?" Captain Afel asked solemnly.

As a battle brother of his own company, he did not want his brother to be painted black, draw two red crosses on his body, and rush into the battlefield as a death squad.

The priest was silent for a while.

"Brother company commander, Holy Blood is innocent in nature.

I think only Lord Mephiston, who has overcome the Black Rage, or the Chief Chaplain of the Chapter has the authority to decide this matter. ” sang the Reverend Voltaire.

After a while, the tall Epistolary Brother came over.

His power armor was a distinctive blue, with only the shoulder armor being red.

At first glance, it looked a bit like a cousin of the Ultramarines.

But this was the exclusive color scheme of the Blood Angels Chapter Think Tank.

The armor had heavy psychic equipment and looked like Terminator power armor.

The Epistolary was a member of the Astartes Chapter Think Tank team, and there was only one in each Blood Angels company.

They were the only people in each company who had the right to directly contact the Chief Think Tank Director or Chapter Master to pass on confidential information, and they were also outstanding veterans who had experienced many battles.

Because he was a psychic, he usually lived and worked in a closed dark cabin with a psychic field, and his skin was paler than anyone else.

He was also responsible for managing the entire company and the library books on the entire warship with a lower-level editor (think tank newbie) brother who was also a think tank.

Battle brothers and captains rarely disturb their work on weekdays, unless they encounter special circumstances like today.

The tall messenger's head is full of neural plugs, so dense that it even looks a bit like the butcher's nails on the head of the World Eater.

But these are just psychic regulating plugs, tools used to assist him in controlling the power of the warp and operating psychic equipment.

Captain Afir decided to leave professional matters to professionals.

The veterans repeated what they saw and heard in the battle of the Sky Maiden Church to the messenger word for word.

The tall Astartes psyker was silent for a while.

"You are not wrong, brother captain, brother priest. This is a Holy Blood Herald. Everyone please come with me to the Star Message Room." The messenger said in a magnetic and ethereal voice.

The power of the warp distorted his voice, but this is normal for think tanks.

The Blood Angels walked into the spacious flagship, a huge cabin that looked like a church.

This place is usually closed to idle people, and the same applies to the brothers of the regiment.

Only at important moments, under the leadership of the messenger, will the Blood Angels step into this mysterious place filled with the power of the warp.

The messenger inserted the neural plug on his head into an astropathic instrument.

After a while, he trembled all over, and a faint blue-purple light with gold appeared in his eyes.

Whoosh——

It was as if a warp crack was torn above the instrument, and the crack slowly opened up and turned into a black-purple ellipse like a magic mirror.

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